Fumbling The Bag Meaning Novels & Stories

Another wolf accidentally shoved me from behind, then someone squeezed between us before I could steady myself. "Ouch!" I lost my footing and crashed onto the ground as pain shot through my palms. Then realization hit me; my bag wasn't with me. My eyes darted around until I saw it was several feet away. "No..." A passing wolf stepped directly on it… then another. "No!" I scrambled toward it, but before I could reach it, another careless kick sent the bag flying through the crowded street. My eyes widened. Without thinking, I chased after it. The bag landed near a group of children, their eyes lit up mischievously.

The voice suddenly frozed me . I didn't have to look up . I just knew who could be this annoying human being. "Uhh...Quinn. I forgot something in the library . I'll be back in a second. " I quickly stuttered. Grabbing my bag . Swinging it around my shoulder . I was just about to move away . When Travis grabbed my bag . Pulling me with him . "Hey ! Be gentle ." I snapped as he continued to drag me . "What is your problem ?" I snapped when he let me go . Folding my arms around my chest . I narrowed my eyes on him .

“I don’t scent anyone around you. No one touched you if that is what you thought might have happened. Maybe when you tripped over something and the bag went under your car.” “I never thought about that. I just went to the worst of things. I guess it is the time of year, and I am so scatterbrained lately. Can you check and see if the bag is there?” Faith asked as she looked up at him. All she had to do was look up at him with those big chocolate eyes of hers.